Argentine beef ( all carbon-neutral, Gaucho promises) comes in four butterflied and marinated spiral cuts as well as the usual fillet, rib-eye, rump and sirloin, which are also available as a tasting menu (£60) so you can decide once and for all which is your favourite. Gaucho might have fallen off the radars of London’s cooler foodies but there’s still much to enjoy, not least at the revamped Charlotte Street branch - owner Martin Williams and culinary director Mike Reid have done this place proud - where the addition of a four-seater beef bar has brought the concept of a chef’s table to steak lovers and there’s not a follicle of cowhide in sight. Afterwards, pop over to the Vesper Bar in the Dorchester for a nightcap (those in the know will ask for a De La Louisiane).Ĥ5 Park Lane, W1K 1PN, īack in the early noughties, this cowhide-clad Argentine-themed chain was as sophisticated as steak restaurants in the capital got. Oh, and they have particularly beautiful caviar spoons. Meals kick off with a Champagne trolley before another trolley arrives bearing the namesake cuts, from grain-fed USDA Prime to gamier grass-fed British beef and wagyu so rich it tastes more like foie gras.

If eating with the international super-rich is not your idea of a good time, walk on by, but otherwise swish through the hotel’s revolving door to find those high prices matched by high-quality cooking and the sort of smooth-as-silk service that more than earns its 15 per cent attending to the needs of the one per cent. Throw in walls hung with Damien Hirsts and the combination of location and celebrity should be a warning to pack a gilt-edged gold card when dining here. The dining room at The Dorchester’s 45 Park Lane hotel comes courtesy of Wolfgang Puck, a chef so famous in the US that he’s appeared in an episode of The Simpsons and catered for the Oscars (and so too has Cut’s head chef Elliott Grover). The new-ish one in Canary Wharf, which floats and has a spectacular bar, is definitely one to try, though, and lately the one in Covent Garden has been on blistering form too. There are other branches across the capital, this is simply our pick of the bunch. Starters and puddings - scallops with white port and garlic, sticky toffee sundae - are every bit as good and, though prices are steep, huge portions makes three courses unlikely. British beef from regenerative farms is grilled just long enough for the outside to turn crusty while the inside stays pink and served alongside side orders that would make a meal in themselves: fatty bone marrow, thick-cut maple bacon and creamy sauces for dunking beef-dripping French fries. This Spitalfields original, just up from Nicholas Hawksmoor’s Christ Church, is where it all began in 2006, and though the formula remains largely unchanged, it never feels formulaic. It is a further measure of Hawksmoor’s success that the Big Apple outpost feels as American as the UK restaurants feel British, for each branch has remained reassuringly individual. It’s a measure of the all-conquering success of this British steak and cocktail chain that New Yorkers welcomed the Manhattan outpost with rave reviews, which must be the food equivalent of taking coals to Newcastle, then burning the place down. All branches are dog-friendly, too.ģ8-40 Exmouth Market, EC1R 4QE,

there’s trofie with Genovese pesto if the beef chin ravioli doesn’t take your fancy. Elsewhere on the menu is beef carpaccio, tartare, heart, cheeks, liver and, in case, you’ve forgotten you’re in an Italian restaurant, pan-fried chuck steak in a pizzaiola sauce of capers, anchovies, olives and tomato. Steak, priced by the 100g and butchered to order, includes costata (aka entrecôte) made from Piedmont’s famed fassone cattle, Irish tomahawk and Lake District Farmers T-bone and rib-eye, all seasoned to perfection with Ligurian olive oil and a sprinkling of salt. The feel is French bistro (bentwood chairs, stripped wood floors and tabletops) crossed with an abattoir, with sides of cow dangling from hooks in the window and ageing gracefully for 50 days squeamish diners, or anyone toying with the idea of turning vegan, would be advised to walk on by. This five-strong Italian steak chain originally opened in South Kensington but this second restaurant in Exmouth Market is the nicest. “Macellaio” is the Italian word for “butcher”, which gives a clue as to the hands-on approach espoused by owner Robert Costa, the titular “RC”.

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